If I mistake not, the day will come when the negro will learn that he can get his freedom by fighting for it; and should that time arrive, the whites will be sorry that they have hated us so shamefully.

I am free to say that, could I live my life over again, I would use all the energies which God has given me to get up an insurrection." Every one present seemed startled and amazed at the intelligence with which this descendant of Africa spoke.
"He's a very dangerous man," remarked one.
"Yes," said another, "he got some book-learning somewhere, and that has spoiled him." An effort was then made to learn from Jerome where he had learned to read, but the black refused to give any information on the subject.
The sun was just going down behind the trees as Clotelle entered the prison to see Jerome for the last time.

He was to die on the next day Her face was bent upon her hands, and the gushing tears were forcing their way through her fingers.

With beating heart and trembling hands, evincing the deepest emotion, she threw her arms around her lover's neck and embraced him.

But, prompted by her heart's unchanging love, she had in her own mind a plan by which she hoped to effect the escape of him to whom she had pledged her heart and hand.